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Happy Birthday, Natalie Rose!

Thursday, December 15th, 2016

Do you remember the night we all skated with the Komets after the game? I think of this picture every time I hear Robbie on the radio. (He’s been doing home-game color for 35 years, now. Can you believe it?)

And for almost 10 years you have had far better things to do than recall earthly pleasures. That doesn’t seem possible, either!

Love eternally,


Thanks for the memories…

Tuesday, June 7th, 2016


Dear Natalie…

When all that’s left are the memories,
I’m so thankful that you’re in mine!

Love Forever,
Plus Nine Years!

Your Daddy

Happy Birthday, Christmas Child!

Monday, December 15th, 2014


I took this picture for our family Christmas greeting so many years ago. Unfortunately, I was too focused on the lighting and composition to notice that I had cropped Raggedy Ann’s dress and apron out of the final image. For that reason, most who see it are unaware that Natalie’s dress and doll are a matched set, created by the same seamstress.

Laurie was the neighbor girl who, on her way home from high school classes, covered the hour or two that overlapped between Mary’s deaparture for work at the hospital and my return from whatever it was that I did at the sign shop. She rarely said a word, and we were amazed when she presented Natalie with her Christmas surprises. After she graduated and went off to engineering school, we never saw her again.

Thank you, Laurie L. of Lois Lane. Your creativity survives.

Happy Birthday, Natalie Rose! We miss you so much!

Happy Birthday, Natalie!

Saturday, December 15th, 2012

(art by Cousin Mark Webb)

29 years and holding…forever.

Happy Birthday, Annabelle Rose!

Saturday, July 14th, 2012

Nattie’s little girl is 12 years old, five-foot tall, and almost as beautiful as her angel mom.

She is also an Honor Roll student who enjoys reading and journaling.

Oh, dear…

(Photo by Grandma Mary)

Five years and counting…

Thursday, June 7th, 2012

This is where I feel compelled—even obligated—to write wisdom and inspiration. But each year I come up empty. So, again, I can only thank each of you for your wisdom and inspiration, love and support. Words cannot express the gratitude I feel when I read your recollections of times spent with Natalie Rose, and your tributes to her memory.

I thank God for all of the memories. Some are heartbreaking, but many are quite good.

Proud to be Natie’s Daddy.

Happy Birthday, Natalie!

Thursday, December 15th, 2011

I can’t think of many words that haven’t been said already. But it doesn’t seem possible that this is the fifth year we’ve had to celebrate your birthday without you. Or that it was 38 years ago tonight that we welcomed you into the world. And the nurse handed you, to your mother and asked us, “What’s her name?”

And the next day I sat in the hospital room, held you and watched some guy they called “Juice” set a new NFL season rushing record.

That was a much happier time. Or more innocent. Maybe ignorance truly is bliss.

But we know you no longer feel the pains of the body you left behind. And you probably saw Wes move the family so Jonathan and Anna could attend better schools. They seem to be thriving, making new friends, and growing like Hoosier corn in the summertime.

That makes us all happy.

We love you, and will miss you terribly…until we meet again.


M&N’s Summer Challenge

Tuesday, October 6th, 2009

(Originally published by Nattie on April 18, 2007)
M&N’s Summer Challenge

  1. Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen (1811)
  2. Pride and Prejudice (1813)
  3. Mansfield Park (1814)
  4. Emma (1816)
  5. Northanger Abbey (1818)
  6. Persuasion (1818)
  7. Minor works

Copyright Natalie Rose York

Parable of Immortality

Sunday, June 8th, 2008

by Henry Van Dyke
I am standing by the seashore
A ship at my side spreads her white sails
To the morning breeze
And starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauy and strength,
And I stand and watch until at last she hangs
Like a speck of a white cloud
Just where the sun and sky come down
Mingle with each oher.
Then someone at my side says
“There she goes!”
Gone where?
Gone from my sight—that is all
She is just as large in mast and hull and spar
As she was when she left my side
And just as able to bear her load of living freight
To the places of destination.
Her diminished size in me, not in her.
And just at the monent when someone at my side says,
“There she goes!”
There are other eyes watching her coming,
And other voices ready to take up the glad shout,
“Here she comes!”

so over it

Wednesday, May 14th, 2008

(Originally published by Nattie on May 14, 2007)
I am so over being sick.
I’ve not eaten real food in eons.
I’ve lost a good 15 lbs (which I needed but would have preferred to do the “normal” way).
I can’t exercise because I have no energy so my “muskles” (ala popeye) have gotten flabby.